How to survive: read this blog

The experience of moving to Geneva is surely not unlike travelling to the moon: accommodation is scarce, applying for a work permit is a bitch, and even though many people have done it before you, you’re still not convinced you’ll survive the experience.

I should know, I’ve done it twice.*

Even this second time around, I’ve yet to persuade myself that I’ll ever get out of here alive (potential causes of death: boredom, fatal obesity due to over consumption of cheese and chocolate, murdered by friend so that she could take over my lease). As I’m only 27** and not ready to die, I’ve decided to take this situation into my own hands and start this blog, in the hope that through it I might also prevent the Geneva-induced death of other young expatriates. Together, we can survive this city. We may even begin to enjoy it.***

So, here it is, the ‘How to’ guide to coping with the mundanely outrageous challenges presented by this outrageously mundane place.

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*They say that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result. Infer from that what you will.